Negative stuff I need to say
Makes me get up and talk to you.
Today will be a lousy day.
Negative stuff I need to say
Tends in its weighty way to weigh
On my internal silence too.
Negative stuff I need to say
Makes me get up and talk to you.

I shall say things that sound profound
while you nod in a knowing way.
Since facts are dull, since words abound,
I shall say things that sound profound–
and you’ll approve the way they sound.
We can keep this up all damn day.
I shall say things that sound profound
while you nod in a knowing way.

He struggled with the beasts of Ephesus.
Since he’s a saint, we all assume he won.
But maybe beasts emerge victorious
in their own ways, so that not everyone
can see their march. The unforgiving Sun
watched all those contests from his lofty place.
His fiery heart rejoiced in what was done.
He was concerned with matter, time, and space.
And what did Paul possess? The life of grace,
the keen edge of the Deiverbal sword,
and the command to reach race after race
with the news of the Resurrected Lord–
these were his weapons, terrible but strange.
What makes you think he moved the beasts to change?